Breaths By Birago Diop

Listen more often to things rather than beings.Hear the fire's voice,Hear the voice of the water.In the wind hear the sobbing of the trees,It is our forefathers breathing.The dead are not gone for ever.They are in the paling shadows,And in the darkening shadows.The dead are not beneath the ground, They are in the rustling tree,In the murmuring wood,In the flowing water,In the still water,In the lonely place, in the crowd;The dead are not deadListen...

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